One of the most wonderful things about the fall is that everything old passes away. Old leaves, old blossoms, old grass. Perhaps it was a good summer...perhaps not...a bit too hot...too wet...too dry. The middle months' highlights are history and like concentric circles in a ripple of water, those days have flowed into the annals of time. Loose leaves on listless trees signal the beginning of something new. Something underneath the soil...a fresh seedling...a new bud.
Let this tell me a story about my own spiritual condition. An October birthday, acutely reminds me that this outward man is perishing, but inwardly it is a different story. Wrinkles appear upon the skin but wisdom upon the heart...the ache in my knees may have increased, but so has my zeal for bending them. Near-sightedness does not prevent me from having eyes for the goodness of God and His infallible written Word. The work that Jesus has begun inside me can best be described as "renewal" and so let the hair turn gray...or turn loose. It makes no difference to me. My soul is being strongly sanctified by my Savior a little more every single day.
"So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day." - II Corinthians 4:16